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two dead boys
One bright day, in the middle of the night
two dead boys got up to fight
back to back they faced each other
drew thier swords and shot each other
a deaf policeman heard the noise
and came to kill the two dead boys
if you dont believe this lie is true
ask the blind man...he saw it too
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha
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